"...Okay. I'm Going To Wash This Off My Face. When I Get Back, I'd Like An Explanation." He Gets Up Off

"...Okay. I'm going to wash this off my face. When I get back, I'd like an explanation." He gets up off his bed and heads for the bathroom, hoping he was dreaming himself.

WHY IS OCTODAD SLEEPING IN MY ROOM??? WHAT IS GOING ON HERE, HE SCREAMED AND WOKE ME UP!

((PFFFT))

Meanwhile Octodad flinged out of the bed he was on for whatever reason (did he got invited to a sleepover or something?), squirting ink out of fear. Dear goodness, he’d never had such a terrible dream before. In fact, he’d never had a dream that he remembered after waking up.

"Blllr-bblr-b-b-blr…" He wheezed.

Lesson of the day: ink is very hard to get out of fur. He still had a little bit of black here and there on his face when he came out, mostly cause he wanted to know why the heck the octopus man was here and did a bare-minimum cleaning job. But when Monster saw how distraught Octodad looked, he just sighed tiredly and sat on the edge of his bed. "Are you okay?"

WHY IS OCTODAD SLEEPING IN MY ROOM??? WHAT IS GOING ON HERE, HE SCREAMED AND WOKE ME UP!

((PFFFT))

Meanwhile Octodad flinged out of the bed he was on for whatever reason (did he got invited to a sleepover or something?), squirting ink out of fear. Dear goodness, he’d never had such a terrible dream before. In fact, he’d never had a dream that he remembered after waking up.

"Blllr-bblr-b-b-blr…" He wheezed.

"Well yeah, but, it's... Vampires don't have..." He looked down and mumbled something softly.

"… well, now I know that Vampires not being seen in mirrors is a truth." He said to himself, looking at a mirror with no reflection of him.

"Really? I always thought all Sonics had at least a few parts of our past that were the same, guess this alter business is more complicated than I thought. ...Also, does this mean I get three wishes?" He smiled hopefully.

"Did you never get sucked into that storybook? With the genie with the weird hair curl and the other evil genie and Tails and Knuckles were there but not cause it was an alternate version of them and… Wow, our lives are strange."

"Are you sure? Cause, you know, I thought that those kind of things were necessary for... existing." Then again, there are robots, but do AIs really count? Come to think of it, there are a bunch of other creatures that don't fall in that category either, guess Monster's got some stuff to think about now

"Don’t have what?"

Honestly yes, he was tired and isn't a patient hedgehog. But when someone needs to vent, he tried to put that aside. "Just not too long, okay?"

WHY IS OCTODAD SLEEPING IN MY ROOM??? WHAT IS GOING ON HERE, HE SCREAMED AND WOKE ME UP!

((PFFFT))

Meanwhile Octodad flinged out of the bed he was on for whatever reason (did he got invited to a sleepover or something?), squirting ink out of fear. Dear goodness, he’d never had such a terrible dream before. In fact, he’d never had a dream that he remembered after waking up.

"Blllr-bblr-b-b-blr…" He wheezed.